My whooping cough has evolved from coughing my pelvis up around my neck to just maybe my left elbow. Not nearly as awful. So I'm back in the office.

This morning was a typical California Winter's day - slightly cloudy, chilly and just a little damp. The sun was just starting to peek out when I left... and with Herself working now, this is one of the first time's I've had to leave the dog outside by himself. He's not happy about it, he paced along the fence next to me and barked quite worriedly. Then he returned to the front steps, and just stood their, shivering.

I know, I know - he's a dog. Dogs live outdoors, that's whyfor they have fur, right? But I felt very guilty. I wish work was dog-friendly.